This news was like a thunderbolt, and the irritated Lin Feng was instantly petrified.
"When did it happen?" Lin Feng asked.
It took a long time before Lin Feng came back to his senses.
"Twenty minutes ago, I received a tip saying that Ding Peng was sniped to death by a mysterious man."
"Weren't you killed by the Yi Gang?"
"It seems not!"
"Does Second Master know about this?"
"I guess you already know, his eyeliner is no less than mine."
Lin Feng was silent for a while and said: "Okay, I understand. Please inform me of any news at any time, especially from the second master's side."
Fan Long responded and hung up the phone.
Lin Feng could no longer sleep, and all he could think about was this matter. Ever since he fell out with Ding Peng, Lin Feng had wanted to kill the animal more than once, and Lin Feng had always thought that after killing the animal
, he would be very happy, but when he really heard the news that Ding Peng died, Lin Feng couldn't be happy. Not only was he not happy, but he was a little sad. Ding Peng had worked hard for so long just to change his destiny.
He holds it in his hand, but in the end he still cannot escape the fate of being a chess piece.
What is the difference between me and Ding Peng? If it was me who went there this time, maybe I would be the one who died.
It was precisely because of this that Lin Feng felt sad and became even more disgusted with Master Ding.
Lin Feng suddenly remembered what Mr. Ding said when he had dinner with Mr. Ding at noon today. Lin Feng's memory has always been abnormal. As he thought about it, a bold idea suddenly came to him.
Could it be that Mr. Ding killed Ding Peng?
Such thoughts immediately stimulated Lin Feng.
Impossible, even if Mr. Ding was cruel, he would not do such a ridiculous thing.
Is it a frame-up?
Xuanwu Hall just had a fight with the people from Baihu Hall a few days ago, and he also slapped Ding Peng in front of everyone. In other words, everyone in the Dragon Alliance knew that he and Ding Peng were not on good terms. This time Ding Peng
Peng died, and he was not killed by people from the Righteous Gang. In other words, Lin Feng has now become the biggest suspect in killing Ding Peng. Once the news spreads, Lin Feng can predict the consequences without even thinking about it.
Thinking about what Mr. Ding had done to him before, he first asked Wei Dongsheng to find Li Liang to pull Wang Kui out to deal with him, and then gave Ji Xiaopeng the six powerful people he had trained to deal with him.
Later, he would kill with a borrowed knife, letting himself and Ding Peng provoke the people of the Yi Gang, and use the hands of the Yi Gang to get rid of himself and Ding Peng.
The more he thought about it, the more Lin Feng felt that Ding Peng was killed by someone sent by Mr. Ding.
Moreover, when I had dinner with Mr. Ding at noon today, Wei Dongsheng, who had always been close to Mr. Ding, was not there.
This made Lin Feng more and more suspicious.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang again.
Lin Feng picked it up and saw that the call was actually from Mr. Ding.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng thought quickly, then answered the phone, pretending to be asleep, and said in a dazed voice: "Second Master, what can I do at this late hour?"
Son?"
"Have you gone to bed?" Mr. Ding asked in a deep voice.
Lin Feng responded and said: "Yes, I'm going to bed. What can I do for you, Master?"
Mr. Ding on the other end of the phone was silent for a while and said, "Ding Peng has hung up."
Although Lin Feng had received the news more than ten minutes ago, at this moment, Lin Feng still pretended to be extremely shocked and asked in a voice: "Dead? When did it happen?"
"About half an hour ago."
"The people from the Righteous Gang did it?"
"It's not clear yet." Mr. Ding said with a very deep voice.
Lin Feng suddenly understood what Second Master Ding meant by making this call. He was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "Second Master, I am suspicious of Boss Ding."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Ding pretended to be confused again.
"Think about it, the White Tiger Hall just had a fight with people from the Xuanwu Hall a few days ago. Now everyone in the Dragon Alliance feels that I don't get along with Boss Ding. Now that he is dead, some people will definitely suspect that I did this.
I am more unjust than Dou E!"
Mr. Ding was silent. After a long time, he said calmly: "You are right, it will indeed make people suspicious, but don't take it too seriously. I believe you will not do such a thing."
"Second Master, it's useless for you to believe. People's words are scary. Others don't have your high IQ, especially the people in Baihu Hall. They are bound to cause trouble."
"I will stand up for justice when the time comes. The most difficult thing now is that I promised to choose a successor between you and Ding Peng, but now Ding Peng has died, and you are the most suspicious, Lin Feng, this
This matter needs to be slowed down and we can talk about it after the situation calms down!"
Lin Feng knew that this was the ultimate purpose of Mr. Ding calling him. Lin Feng knew that Mr. Ding did not want to hand over the Dragon League to himself or Ding Peng in the first place. The so-called selection of a successor from the two of them, this
It's pure nonsense.
This matter was a trap from the beginning. Master Ding had already planned everything and was only waiting for Lin Feng and Ding Peng to get in.
"Second Master, I listen to you. I had no intention of taking over your job from the beginning. I still think Zheng Hu is the most suitable candidate." Lin Feng said deliberately.
Mr. Ding Er said: "Let's talk about this later. The top priority is to deal with Ding Peng's funeral and appease the hearts of the White Tiger cousins."
Lin Feng responded and expressed his agreement.
"Okay, you can rest early. Ding Peng's body will be brought back tomorrow. I will call you then."
"Well, goodbye, second master."
After they hung up the phone, Lin Feng couldn't sleep even more. He must now be certain and certain that Ding Peng's death was inextricably linked to Master Ding, and there was a 90% chance that he sent someone to do it.
The situation did not become calm because of Ding Peng's death. On the contrary, it became more and more strange. Potential crises gradually surfaced. Lin Feng knew that the road to superiority would become more and more difficult, and he would fall into trouble if he was not careful.
The abyss of hell that will never be restored.
Lin Feng knew that from now on, he must be full of energy to face all traps, crises and even challenges.
Lin Feng, who was lying on the bed completely sleepless, looked at the snow-white roof, his eyes were stern and he murmured to himself: "Second Master, I don't care what your intentions are for accepting me as your adopted son, and no matter what your intentions are, since
You've already taken action, so don't blame me for being cruel and turning your back on others."
With that said, he called Tie Shou.
Within a few seconds of Tie Shou answering the phone, Lin Feng said again: "Tie Shou, your test has come. I hope you won't let me down. If you let me down, I will make you despair."